Lemonade Mouth 2: Back To The Start

Its Never Too Late: Part Two

"Thank you for dropping everything and coming to take us to the airport." Olivia said to the Tour Bus Driver.

She sighed and sat down on a seat on the bus as he began to drive.

"Don't you worry about it." He smiled as he began to drive.

"Okay, let's go over the plan." Olivia said as she sat down next to Wen and across from Scott.

The two boys shared a puzzled look. "There's a plan?"

"Obviously." Olivia smiled. "Every good rescue movie needs an amazing plot."

"She's not wrong there." The bus driver called out.

Olivia slightly praised him. "At least someone agrees with me."

Wen rolled his eyes as he watched Scott chuckle at Olivia's joke. He felt like something was going on between the two, but he couldn't confirm it. Wen was never good at reading emoitions, especially when they weren't his.

The three got on the plane and, in three short hours, arrived at LAX. Scott took off his sunglasses as he walked into the airport. But quickly put them back on because it was sunny.

"Nope." He said. "Too much sunlight."

"Or is it too much ego?" Wen asked bluntly.

Scott looked at Wen and chuckled. "You're too funny."

"Yeah... funny."

"Okay, the uber's here." Olivia smiled. "There probably at the Beach House, so that narrows down the search."

"I keep forgetting we have that." Wen shrugged. "I'd definitely hide out there."

As the crew started on the way to the Beach House, Charlie wondered through the rooms of the house. He thought he didn't really have a reason, but deep down, he was really missing his friends. He sighed as he picked up a framed photo of the band's album cover.

"Missing memories huh?" He heard someone ask.

He turned to see Mo and Stella in the doorway. He quickly put the photo down and turned to them, but turned around and picked the photo back up.

"Guys, are we really doing the right thing? Signing to a different label." He ran a hand through his hair. "I don't know, I feel bad."

"There's nothing to feel bad about. They signed away first. We are not gonna fade away because they wanna do them Charlie." Stella explained as he took the photo he was holding and put it face down on the coffetable. "If they cared as much as you did, they would be here..." Her voice faded away.

The three stood in silence for a couple of seconds.

"We are here."